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Giant Sized Weekend for Giants Opening Day

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It’s true…I am confused as to which game you score a goal, a home run or a touchdown. And I was only recently taught the nuances of a baseball game by a gay man named Rob. That said, the Giants and 49ers are in my blood. I never understood the details of it all, but I distinctly remember the rally of my family around the big screen cheering on our home teams.

When I moved to San Francisco five years ago, I knew inherently I was a fan of what it meant to feel connected to a team. For me, it’s not about the RBIs (much to many’s dismay), but it’s about what a team does for a city and it’s people. The Giants did this in a BIG way last season and it was completely amazing to live through it.

Only a couple weeks ago I couldn’t resist the temptation of celebrating that comradery and watching the Giant’s first home game from the stadium. Assuming I wouldn’t have been able to get the time off of work I hadn’t purchased tickets, but once I found out they were letting people out early for the game, I immediately called up Mary to meet me at the park.

Since we couldn’t afford to enter the four walls of AT&T, Willie Mays Plaza would have to do. So we hit up Mijita for some sangria and delicious fresh mex!

Unfortunately and fortunately the game was 12 innings long…a struggle for fans, but a win for boozers. Needless to say, we were a bit tipsy by the final cheer for the Giants.

After the game we met up with Christie and Barbs at Mars Bar aka Brannan and 7th…what a walk. Ultimately we ended up back near the hood in North Beach at Calzones. We were a bit “tired” at this point but somehow still managed to make it through the night…

The next morning, with little on our to do list, we decided to hit up East Side West for a little brunch and a lot of sun.

After several hours of hanging out, playing cards and a lot of laughs, we were thrilled to hear our pal Taz was in town and wanted to meet up.

So we headed up to Mauna Loa’s to watch the Giants Game. There Blaire, Mary, Taz and I enjoyed the game and the banter of a blacked out dude from SoCal who hated the Giants. He seemed at the time, however, to hate anything and everything except boobies.

The details of the rest of the evening are a bit inconsequential…We made it out until around midnight, when I finally insisted to Mary that I wasn’t a loser if I wanted/needed to go home. She finally agreed when she saw me sitting alone at the bar and unbeknownst to him, petting a strange man’s fleece jacket. Cue Escape from NY Pizza.

Sunday, I awoke early with the plan to meet some ladies for brunch, but after a stressful parking search, I headed back home to set up for our Sunday Sausage Fest. I had invited the Sausage Prince, Bobby, over on the terms he supplied us with a plethora of Adelle’s meats. We enjoyed sausages and meatballs galore as we watched the final game of the three day series. It was a good ending to our opening day weekend celebration!

 

Oh and if you haven’t seen it already, check it out. Go Giants!

 

 

I Beat Tim Lincecum’s A$$

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With the official start to Festival Season less than 48 hours away, it was the perfect opportunity to celebrate a Pre-Party Thursday night out on the town. The evening started out like any other.  Wine and cheese at Ottimista. Ciders at Mauna Loa’s. Burgers at Balboa’s. The party train included Blaire, Mary and myself, amongst a couple other stragglers who joined throughout the evening, including Christie, Milo, Brian, Greg, etc…

At Ottimista we welcome two newbies to the city of San Francisco, including a new co-worker of mine, as well as Mary’s younger brother, Doug, who has moved to the city to celebrate the summer with us! I don’t know how we do it, but the tab at Ottimista always grows so quickly. It’s just cheese and wine for goodness sakes! Aside, I was nothing short of tipsy as we left the restaurant and strolled down Union looking for our next hot spot.

We made it over to Mauna Loa’s for a beer and some early evening people watching. With it being the “Summer of Single Dudes” we were looking for the best spot for men and Mauna Loa’s always seems to be full of them (quality questionable). After finishing up a beer at the bar, Mary and I were hungry for something delicious, that something being a Balboa burger.

I guess I haven’t been out much, but I was SHOCKED at the number of cougars in the triangle. Holy shiza. We were of course in their nesting turf, Balboa Cafe. We ponied up to the bar, ordered some grub and enjoyed some delicious cocktails. Christie soon joined Blary and I (PS “Blary” is how I am now referring to Mary and Blaire when they’re together). We finished up dinner, a lot of people watching (see pics below) and headed back to Mauna Loa’s for more boozing!

It was about 10pm when we finally made it over there.

SIDE NOTE: What is the deal with the creepy window displays at Fredericks?

Upon walking in we immediately ran into a Mauna Loa regular named Matt (I think that’s his name anyway).

SIDE NOTE: I’ve seen this Matt character there on more than one occasion…One night, it was a Wednesday I believe, I almost went home with the guy. Christie and I had decided to go out just the two of us that night, which is never a good idea. We got a little shitty and ended up at Mauna Loa’s talking with “Matt” and his buddy. After walking half way to his place, Christie and I realized what an awful idea it was and we quickly ran towards an approaching cab to head back to our home instead of theirs. I don’t think “Matt” remembers this, but it’s always a little awkward when I run into him.

Aside, I’m at the bar talking with Matt and he mentions some big-wig Giants player is sitting at the table in the back of the bar. I could have sworn he said “Tom Lips-uh-come”, but in reality he said Tim Lincecum. This, of course, still meant nothing to me. Pitcher? Of what? Margaritas? Apparently they meant the all-star Giants pitcher.

As a result of this man’s presence, the bar was jam packed with dudes…they were everywhere. A lot of them were going up asking for autographs, signing hats, etc…I pondered asking for a autograph on my boobs, but how would I show that off to my co-workers the next day? Well without getting sued that is…

So I decided instead to challenge him to a game of Rock Paper Scissors. You read my right again…best 2 out of 3 to be specific!  So I marched over to the table with Mary and camera near by. When I asked him to play me, he smiled and said, “For what?” I responded and said, “For fun.” We agreed on a 1, 2, 3, Shoot game plan. First round went to me with a Rock. Second round went to him with a Paper. Third round went Rock to Rock. And I took the win home in the fourth round with a Rock.

The rest of the evening was filled with celebratory cocktails and good times…

Sooo…That’s right, I beat Tim Lincecum in a game of Rock Paper Scissors on Thursday, May 13, 2010. Pretty great way to start festival season if I do say so myself.